My Love, My Beloved
[ The Shulamite’s Troubled Evening ] [ The Shulamite ] I sleep, but my heart is awake; It is the voice of my beloved! He knocks, saying, “Open for me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one; For my head is covered with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.”
In sleep I think of you like I’m awake it is the voice that calls me in the night of the one I love and my hearts desire
Covered with dew and drops of the night so my beloved calls he knocks saying open for me, my sister,my love,my dove,my perfect one
For his love cherishes and endures
Fill upon me my love make my souls jump and happy fill it with you immense joy and love
[ The Beloved ] Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes.
Behold the beauty you sustain you’re amazing my love behold the beauty you’re beautiful you have the eyes of doves that show romance and love within peace filled hope
You are amazing you are all of my hearts desire you fill the night sky with chasen of the heart fullfillimg my love
